I'd probably find that mean cheerleader from 7th grade and tell her she really didn't have any reason to be so snooty. I mean, she was chubby and not attractive at all, inside or out. I always wanted to tell her, but that would have been social suicide. No worries now, though. You know who you are, chubbo. If you would have been NICER back then, you wouldn't have me mentioning this, would you now? Yeah, that's right. *sigh*…51 years old and still ticked off at a chubby cheerleader. Wow. I wonder if therapy is really that expensive?